Broken into million pieces

We pull apart momentarily and catch our breath. His fingers entwine themselves in my hair and gently caress my scalp as he stares down at me. Our chests are touching, my legs pressed tightly against his.

He places his free hand on the side of my face and brings it back towards him. Our lips connect again, and this time they move against one another without hesitation.

The passion between us becomes even stronger. The sound of our breathing mingles together and our bodies become entangled in each other.

Suddenly, I feel him push me away roughly as I gasp for air. I can't believe that he pushed me away. Before I can say anything, he runs out of the kitchen and rushes upstairs.

I stand there in shock, staring up at the staircase. The pain in my heart causes me to feel extremely hurt. As I turn around to exit the kitchen, I see my mother looking at me curiously. Her face shows concern as she examines my expression.

"Ezra's really angry at you aren't he?" she asks softly, "He looks real